KIKIOPE

We both erupted into laughter and that seemed to grip the attention of our teacher popularly known as 'Stone face' 'cause he was always frowning, he was writing our Maths note on the board, I don't understand how Maths became a note oo, ever since he took over our Maths from Mr. Adeyoyo, he places himself high and the stupid man is still a new teacher.

"Who laughed just now?" He barked and the whole class which had been silent since his arrival became more silent as you could hear a pin drop.

He turned to our row while Bimpe and I quickly looked away.

"The voice came from this place, tell me who laughed just now?" He thundered and the students on my row started murmuring.

"Every one of you should stand up!"

Movement of table and chairs were heard as we all got on our feet.

"You know I don't take nonsense in my class, if you guys don't want to die, start confessing now!" He roared and murmurs erupted from the whole class. They were all scared of him, ever since he'd arrived, he'd laid down his bluffing rules that were so terrifying to others and since then whenever he enters our class, silence always overshadowed everything.

"You don't want to confess abi, every one of you ..."

"Sir, it's Kikiope and Bimpe," the only stupid person on my row which was none other than Abimbola confessed.

"What took you so long to confess?" He shouted while glaring at her.

"It..."

"Shut up! Others can seat, the goats named Kikiope and Bimpe should come out!" He bellowed.

Bimpe and I glanced at each other before ambling towards him.

"You're even cat walking?" He yelled, and yet we didn't increase our pace, he brought out his long cane known as 'Egba Versace' from the side of the teachers table, the cane always followed him around, infact it was his best friend 'cause he rarely talked to other teachers too.

"I was teaching you and you were laughing in my class, tell me is it the maths that is funny or what?"

"Not like you were teaching us," Bimpe who was beside me mumbled.

"What did you say?" He glared at her while the cane dangled in his hand.

We didn't respond but rather kept on gaping at him, that seemed to fuel his anger and he went on rambling.

"You know I warned every one of you when I joined this school, emi egba Versace, if this cane should land on you, I swear you'll go to hell, you'll die straight away, see, I was born to kill students oo and I don't give any damn, I killed a lot of students in my last school and no one dare confront me, if your parents should come, I'll kill all of you together, but today oku meji a ba olorun le(Two ghosts will greet the Lord), Start saying your last prayer," he kept on bluffing while Bimpe and I only stared at him without any hint of remorse.

"See the way they're looking at me, hey, oya come here," he pointed at me and I stepped closer to him.

"Do you want to enter me? Oya, hold that table and bend your back," he instructed and I moved closer to the table, holding the edge of the table, he straightened his sleeves and rubbed his hand all over the cane before shaking it.

"What's all this serenre?" I muttered to myself while watching his display with the cane.

"Oya bend your back, I'm sure when this thing lands on your back, your spinal cord will look for help, oya do something!" He shouted and I arched my brows while staring at him, it's not as if my back wasn't bent or I wasn't holding the table, so, why the noise?

He moved closer to me and raised his cane to the highest length, that made  murmurs erupt from the class due to how high the cane was, Bimpe's eyes widened at that but I shrugged it, just as he lowered the cane so it would land on my back, we heard a cracking sound.

Wait, did the sound just come from me or him? Definitely him, I turned to look at him only to realize he was holding his hand in pain as he glared at me, well, well, well, the rate at which he'd heightened the cane and with the way he wanted to hit me with it had strained his hand.

"You're a witch, aje nii ee," he shouted and I chuckled alongside Bimpe. Not like I was the one that strained his hand.

"Follow me," he commanded with his left hand still holding his right, Bimpe and I glanced at each other before following him, on our way, he kept on saying gibberish till we entered the staffroom.

He walked over to our coordinator, "These girls are witches."

Our coordinator raised his brows, it was as clear as crystal that he wasn't okay, if he was, he wouldn't be claiming we were witches when he was meant to teach us.

"What did they do?"

Then he narrated the meaningless story to our coordinator who listened with bored expression.

"And I know they don't know anything, olodo lo ma je(They would be dumb) yet instead of them to listen they were laughing in my own class, my own class, my class," he stressed.

"Sir, it's SS2 Pink oo," Bimpe corrected, and he threw her a scowl. Abi, why was he claiming it to be his class?

"Well, I think flogging them is not the solution as you can see you strained your hand due to that," Our coordinator who was obviously not interested in the senseless story he brought advised.

"No no no," he shook his head vigorously to the extent that I was hoping it wouldn't fall out from his neck.

"As you can see them, they're obviously dumb, mo sure pe awon lon ru class(I'm sure they're at the bottom of their class), if..."

Miss Grace who was seated by Our coordinator who was now flipping through his book cut in, "Everyone in this school knows they're not dumb, they're the school representatives."

Bimpe and I gave her a cool smile, and she smiled in return. That's what we call teacher not this fool that is just bluffing, another reason everyone loves Miss Grace.

He squeezed his face in confusion, "Maybe you're mistaken, these girls cannot...".

Our Coordinator who now seem pissed about the whole issue cut him off," Though they behave stupidly, but they're brilliant kids, so, I think you should just go back to the class and..."

The jingling of the bell interrupted him before Bimpe and I dashed Stone face a victorious smile.

"Sir, we have CRS now," Bimpe announced before I walked over to Miss Grace.

"We have your class," I told her, and she smiled before standing up.

"I didn't tell them to leave," Stone face deadpanned.

"Your period is over and I have their class," Miss Grace replied him.

"Yeesh," Bimpe and I muttered before walking out of the staffroom in victory.

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After Sugar Boy had finished talking to Moye, he went back to Mama D's room while I turned my phone prepared to talk to my sister.

"So, you won't come home to celebrate the ambassadorial deal?" I questioned curiously. Sugar Boy had just told us they'd decided to make us an ambassador for D&L cosmetics.

"No, we already signed the contract right? So, there's no reason for me to come home," she replied while munching her doughnuts like the buffalo she was.

"Hmm, okay oo," I mumbled while wriggling my brows.

"Yeah, so, how have you been?"

I shrugged, "Good, e ehn," I adjusted my sitting position, and she focused her attention on me prepared to hear gist but I didn't intend to gist it.

"What's it?"

I smiled sheepishly before talking, "How can you flirt with a guy?"

She dropped her doughnuts on her table that instant as she peered at me before a crook smile crept up her face.

"Hmm, seems like my sister is finally crushing on someone oo? Who is the lucky guy?" She queried still with that her crook smile.

"No one, just answer my question."

"Until you tell me what's going on."

"Forget about it then," I eyed her.

"Hmmmm, your face is already radiating, seems the love struck you hard oo," she teased and I rolled my eyes. If only she knew.

"Are you going to talk or not?"

She pursed her lips before talking and it somehow seemed like a lecture, Moye is really skilled in that aspect, the girl is something else, we talked for some minutes before her boyfriend as always called her and that ended our call.

I heaved and smiled at myself before deciding to go meet Sugar Boy, opening the door gently, I poked my head inside and noticed he was typing on his laptop. Mama D was yet to get back from the bar, lately, I noticed she came home everyday even though it was somehow late, but she still ensured she came home and that had left me wondering what changed.

"Are you busy?" I asked before sitting on the bed.

He shook his head before whirling his chair, "Not really, do you have something to say?"

I nodded before clearing my throat, "You said you wanted us to celebrate the ambassadorial deal right?"

He bobbed his head.

"Good, can you make it a weekend get away with my friends? All expenses will be on you oo."

He laughed for some seconds and that made me wonder if he would decline, but he didn't, "Sure, but I'll be leaving for the head office tomorrow and won't be back until Sunday."

I crinkled my nose, "Tomorrow is Friday right?"

He nodded.

"We can go with you tomorrow, I'll just inform my friends."

"But you're going to miss school?"

I lifted my shoulder in a half shrug,"Who cares about that? Tomorrow is Friday, and we don't do that much work at school, so, missing it won't harm us."

"Well, if you say so," he replied before turning back to his laptop.

"Thank you," I chanted before walking out of the room, jumping on my bed, I picked my phone and went to our group chat to inform my friends about the outing, they were excited about it, and we decided to miss school the day after.

After we chatted for minutes, I smiled at myself before calling the one person on my mind. Here comes the taunting and the beginning of my plan.

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